For your daily dose of me, please apply directly to your forehead. Repeat until you are me.

dat caaaaaaahr

Fuck. The worst thing about going home is family. Not the first five minutes, when you're happy to be in a familiar situation, its the second hour when your mother starts probing you about your love life and your failures and everything that you haven't done yet.

Family is obnoxious.
Really excited about the car, but the blood price. Ugh.

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#silverproblems

League has kinda lost its appeal.
I didn't want it to, but you know, happens.

After getting Silver, I've been less inclined to play in general. Not because its not a challenge, but it just isn't as fun as it used to be and I don't know why. Everyone seems to be so serious about it.

Boo, I'm gonna climb the ladder tonight or Fuck these bronze scrubs, why the fuck is my team so fucking bad and I'm just sitting here like Hey guys, remember when this game used to be fun?

No.
I actually don't remember it being fun. Ever.
I remember getting really upset over shitty teams and thinking everyone looked down at me just because I didn't have a cool border.
I remember my ADC cursing me out because my comprehension of the game was not where it needed to be, so apparently I shouldn't be allowed to play the game ever.
I remember going 0-24-2 for about fifteen levels straight when I first joined because of troll smurf accounts.

I don't know, man.

I just want to have fun with this game now and I've been spending so much time trying to improve that I forgot what made it fun.
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I want you to see how love noticed.

Love when you know it won't work. Its like a huge race.
Let's cut to the chase.
And Love, I know the same routine, but you play the same old thing.
Love. Love, whoa.
And I know you used to lock yourself up tight. I used to love you with all my might.
Love. Love, whoa.
Now you aren't happy with your broken promises. I told you to leave and you won't be missed.
I want you to see how love noticed.
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meh

I just don't want to be here anymore
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"I changed my twitpic so people know that I support them. You can be all cynical if you want, but I don't care."

An hour later, he changes it back. God, this guy is obnoxious.

If he wasn't such an obvious attention-whore, I wouldn't even fucking care. But dear god, he's obnoxious.

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Life Felt So Good Today

I was walking to work today, late (as usual), but for the first time in the longest time I felt happy.

It was strange.

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oh shit. I forgot racism was still a thing.

"Wow. Its like you're actually black today."
My coworker said this to me today. I took out my braids last night because needed to get them redone today, so went to work with it styled naturally.

There were a bunch of comments, nothing I'm really not used to, I guess (ignoring the fact someone straight out said "I guess I just don't understand black people's hair") but it still really bothers me. I shouldn't have to deal with that shit at work.

I want to give props to people for not trying to touch my hair, but damn, if there is one thing white people love more than their own hair, its commenting on black people hair. Can I just carry around a copy of  "Good Hair" at all times so I can educate a bitch?
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